Lizbet's Secret 1
By the time Sema had carried the fainted Lizbet to the Guild Management Office and slipped into the warehouse, Lizbet opened her eyes on the sofa in the reception room.
"...Where...?"
Lizbet turned her head to take in her surroundings. A quick glance around told her this was the Guild Management Office reception room—she'd been here a few times before. A blanket was draped over her as she lay on the sofa, and faint voices drifted in from beyond the closed door.
"...Why... am I here...?"
Lizbet started retracing her steps before she'd woken up. Moments later, her face flushed crimson, and she bolted upright.
"Th-that... pervy monster bastard..."
What came rushing back was the monster Sema, who'd eaten the mushroom and gone into heat, threatening her. And her own actions—taking his insults and orders, jerking off that massive cock just as he'd commanded. She'd blacked out after being drenched in his cum. Overwhelmed by shame and humiliation, Lizbet's face burned hotter, her body trembling.
"Y-you... fucking... I-I jerked off a monster's dick..."
She spat curses as she reflected on her behavior. Why hadn't she refused? Why had she just gone along with it, stroking his cock like he'd ordered? Normally, she'd have shot back with insults and walked away—or if it got bad, blasted him half to death with magic. But the image that surfaced was her own: lost in a daze, pussy throbbing in heat as she rubbed that monstrous, suffocatingly musky beast cock that reeked of raw male and animal.
"...That monster... called me a bitch... ordered me around like that..."
It was unbearable. She was Als's lover, chosen as a hero at a young age; a prodigy who'd been scouted for magic school; a beauty who turned heads everywhere. For her to touch a filthy cock just because some monster commanded it...?
But deep inside, another voice whispered. Truth is, you felt this weird thrill from his insults and orders. You got off touching that hot, massive dick—imagining it ravaging you, that stinking monstrous cock. That's what embarrasses you.
"N-no!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The moment she heard that inner voice, Lizbet denied it with a desperate, anguished cry, as if she could never accept it. It felt like her own thoughts were mocking her as they faded away.
"L-Lizbet!? You're awake!?"
Sera burst in, startled by what sounded like a scream. There was Lizbet, freshly roused, face beet-red and panting. Probably a nightmare, Sera thought, then explained why Lizbet was there to ease her confusion.
"Th-that mon— I mean, Sema brought me here...?"
"Yes, he said he had some business and rushed off. Als should be here soon... Oh, and Lizbet! Congratulations! You took down a griffin solo? It's already logged as an achievement on your adventurer card!"
"Wh-what? Griffin?"
"Yeah! Look!"
Sera handed over Lizbet's adventurer card. Sure enough, her level and stats had risen, and under achievements: 'Griffin Solo Kill'. Lizbet remembered the griffin—Sema had blocked its charge, and she'd finished it with magic. But solo? And it wasn't even a noteworthy griffin; just a skill-less fledgling. An achievement for that...?
Pondering it, she reached one conclusion: Sema had exaggerated it and credited it all to her. He'd probably used the fluff from the griffin carcass he'd dismantled. Normally, these things were verified meticulously, but maybe as a Divine Beast, they just took his word for it.
"You and Als have been gunning for achievements since you started the guild, right? For that big goal you two promised each other... I figured it was about time for another one, but soloing a griffin? Amazing!"
Sera beamed with congratulations. Lizbet was dazed, but she couldn't help feeling a bit pleased—she'd finally racked up the kind of achievement she'd wanted.
Sera said Als wasn't there yet, so she should rest more, then left, closing the door.
"...Like hell that excuses you..."
Refusing to admit her good mood, Lizbet buried her face in the blanket, vowing no forgiveness.
She spent the time in restless turmoil until Sera returned to say Als had arrived. About to leave, she realized her disheveled state and borrowed something from Sera to cover her torn, ragged blouse. Then she exited the Guild Management Office with Als.
"...To think something like that happened while I was gone..."
While Lizbet borrowed clothes, Als had heard about the griffin from another staffer and now berated himself on the way.
"Sorry... Must've been scary. You've always been timid since you were little..."
"No, it wasn't scary at all. What era do you think it is? More importantly..."
Lizbet told Als the truth about the day's events—at least what she could. She didn't want to lie to him. But the real shocking part? She couldn't bring herself to say it.
"I see. We owe Sema big time, then."
"......"
"Gotta think of some way to repay him."
"...Forget that—what was the hero summons today? Why call us so urgently?"
Lizbet changed the subject from Sema to the hero assembly. Als shook his head.
"Nothing confirmed yet... Radia soldiers and some major guilds are investigating. I'll probably head to the south gate tomorrow morning and for a while to check it out. But with people around, I'll tell you tonight."
Worried even about passersby overhearing? This might be bigger than she thought.
"Hmm, but... something's been bugging me. Is there a nightbloom tree nearby or what? This weird smell keeps wafting..."
Remembering the cum that had sprayed from his cock, Lizbet realized the oddly arousing, fragrant scent she'd noticed was coming from her. Panicking, she pulled away from Als. If even his dull nose picked it up, it must be potent.
"Oh, uh~ y-yeah~ Must be a nightbloom tree planted somewhere~ Weird smell~"
"Once we're back at the inn, there's windows and ventilation magic tools, so the smell should fade. Almost there."
They arrived at their inn—decent facilities at a good price in a convenient spot, so rooms filled fast. The only gripe was the small rooms, meaning she and Als had separate ones. Right now, though, Lizbet was relieved.
In the first-floor lounge with its snack shop, Als asked Lizbet, "Wanna change and meet downstairs? For dinner tonight..."
"N-no thanks. I'm beat from the griffin. Gonna shower and crash early."
"Yeah, okay. You look exhausted. Rest up. That thing I was gonna tell you tonight? I'll do it after tomorrow."
"Y-yeah. You rest too, Als."
Without looking back, she hurried past the second floor to her third-floor room at the end of the hall. She locked the door, tossed her bag and staff, and checked her smell again.
"F-fuck..."
She'd forgotten amid the haze, but she'd been absolutely drenched in that stinking cum. Sema must've rinsed her somehow, but her hair was matted, and that intense beast-and-male musk—way beyond a quick wash—had soaked into her clothes and skin. When she'd ridden Sema that morning, he'd had a decent animal scent from not bathing properly, but now it was even stronger on her and her outfit.
Looking closer, her once-pure-white blouse had yellowed slightly. The hem untouched by cum was still pristine, highlighting the difference. The whole thing was subtly stained yellow like it had been dyed—how had she not noticed?
"Th-this smell, what the...?"
Most shocking: from waking in the office, she'd perceived this stench as fragrant and pleasant. Now sniffing again, it was just nauseating beast-and-male funk. Why had it felt good? She couldn't figure it.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...!!"
She stripped frantically, removed the earrings Als had gifted her, and rushed to the shower. Activating the magic tool, hot water poured down. She soaked her body, emptied nearly half a bottle of shampoo washing her hair, slathered body wash on a scrubber, and scrubbed viciously.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, you stupid fucking bitch...!"
Denying her own impulses, she scoured until her skin reddened. After nearly two hours, she toweled off, wrapped her hair, and emerged draped in a towel.
"......Haa..."
She slumped on the bed's edge with a sigh. Sniffing herself again—no beast smell left. Good. Then her eyes fell on the clothes tossed on the bed.
Just a month ago, before meeting Sema, with no proper gear beyond her staff, Als had suggested shopping for real equipment. She'd splurged on these with him. Als loved her neat style and had approved her try-on, so she'd planned to wear them often. The blouse and skirt were magic-resistant quality fabric; the stockings high-end silk, soft and snag-proof. The underwear wasn't cheap—a treasured panty-bra set.
Now, after just a month, they were ruined. Even if laundered, she'd never wear them again.
"Ughhhhh!! Fuuuuck!!"
Cursing, she hurled them into the empty trash bin. She wanted to dump them outside but was too drained from the shocks. She stowed the towels, dried her hair, slipped into the couple's matching pajamas modeled after a cute dog-monster called a cutiedog, turned off the light, and collapsed into bed.
Lying there eyes shut, her mind replayed that vicious, throbbing, stinking horse cock she'd jerked off.
"Fuck... why...!"
Forget it. Sleep and it'll fade. She tried to convince herself, but the cock lingered, growing more menacing, tormenting her.
Fuck... it was huge, insanely big... Didn't know balls could be that heavy and springy... How does cum smell like that...? Does Als's cum smell the same? Fuck, my pussy's throbbing...
The unrelenting mental image heated her body. Entranced, she grabbed the blouse and panties from the trash and sniffed.
"Fuck... so goddamn pungent... how can it smell like this... that monster fucker... I'll never forgive him... gonna track him tomorrow and kill him... fuck... fuck..."
Muttering curses, the intense scent filling her nose and mind drew her hand to her pussy. Already soaked, she rubbed furiously. Lost in forbidden thrill and arousal, Lizbet spent the night indulging the mingled beast-and-male musk, masturbating unknowingly till dawn.
Morning came with Als knocking. Lizbet jolted awake, told him she'd be quick and to wait downstairs. She showered hastily, changed, eyed the strewn clothes. After a moment's hesitation, she folded them into an empty box, hid it in the wardrobe corner, and went down to Als.
Als eyed her as he suggested recruiting Sema as a guild member or keeping him on temp contract for now. Together, they headed to the Guild Management Office.